Don't paint wonderful lies on me that wash away
"'Fun' is not part of the job description," she said, and looked away a bit too quickly as he flexed. "'Fun' is only that if everyone plays by the same rules. In my experience, few people ever really want to follow mine."
But then again, perhaps that just made her no fun to be around.
He'd hit a nerve, and it showed in the way she handled the fish. Her grip on the knife tightened, the movements becoming jerky, rougher than necessary. She cut off the dorsal, then took what seemed to be the next logical step and proceeded to remove the other fins in the same fashion. Hoping that she wouldn't mess anything up too badly.
Even if he started to sound like a jerk, it didn't mean she wanted to spoil his food for him.
But then again, perhaps that just made her no fun to be around.
He'd hit a nerve, and it showed in the way she handled the fish. Her grip on the knife tightened, the movements becoming jerky, rougher than necessary. She cut off the dorsal, then took what seemed to be the next logical step and proceeded to remove the other fins in the same fashion. Hoping that she wouldn't mess anything up too badly.
Even if he started to sound like a jerk, it didn't mean she wanted to spoil his food for him.
